Now and Forever: A BOX SET OF STANDALONE NOVELS

by Ann, Pamela

  “Well, maybe you should try and not make me change my mind, then. It certainly wouldn’t hurt for you to try and be irresistible for once,” I goad him.

  He mildly chortles and wraps his arms around me. “You’re definitely sure, Babe?” Drake presses on, needing assurance.

  “I am. Happy now?”

  “You bet I am.” We are both laughing as our lips touch. Once our kiss deepens, our laughter dies.

  Drake hungrily growls as he hoists me up. Automatically, my legs wrap around his hips. I’m out of breath almost instantly and ready to finish what we started earlier.

  “Bed? Where’s your bed?” Drake asks in between kisses.

  “Upstairs, on the right.”

  Drake hurriedly takes us upstairs while we continue making out. When we accidentally bump the railing, I bust out laughing. “Calm down; you’re going to get us killed.”

  “That should tell you how crazy I am about you.” Drake smacks my ass before he grips both cheeks and grinds my mound against his raging hard-on.

  In my bedroom, we both land on the bed. Drake’s hands work double time on ripping my clothes off. Once I’m naked, he crawls over my body, eyes drinking me in. “Thank you,” he softly speaks.

  Those two words profoundly affect me. I suppose he knows how difficult it is for me to take a chance on him again.

  Drake slowly and softly starts to kiss my neck. “It’s my turn to worship you. I do worship the ground that you walk on, Lil. It wasn’t just you, Babe.”

  Would it be too cheesy if I simply swell with love for him?

  Drake shows me just how much he worships me, a few times, with his tongue and fingers alone. The rest, I simply lose count. We ride each other into oblivion.

  Chapter 173

  I wake up with Drake’s arm latched on to me so tight that it’s impossible to move.

  “Drake, I need to move.” I nudge his arm to wake him up.

  He whiningly groans as his mouth searches out the back of my neck, giving it a few kisses. “I love waking up next to you, too.”

  “It’s already past noon. We have to get up.” Still, he holds me tight, fingers stroking the side of my leg.

  “But I want to stay in bed all day with—” He pauses, suddenly jolts and sits up. “Fuck! I forgot about Skull!”

  Finally, I’m able to roll over to my other side and touch his back, stroking it. “What about Skull? Is there something wrong with him?”

  Drake shakes his head. “No, but he doesn’t like to be on his own in the house. That’s why he stays with Mom and Dad if I’m not home.” Sighing, he scrambles to his feet.

  I sit up. “Wait—where are you going?” I’m baffled by his immediate withdrawal.

  “Skull gets lonely. He’s probably been crying all night.”

  Amused, I bite my lip, smiling. “Hold on. Let me get this straight. You’re rushing to get home because your dog is lonely?”

  Drake stands, watching my lit up face, hands on his hips, bold in all his naked glory. “Are you making fun of me?”

  “Maybe, it’s just that, never in a million years have I pictured you being like this, all because of a dog. It’s really hot.”

  “Oh, yeah?” He leans over and gives me a chaste kiss on the lips. “Come with me, please? I want to spend more time with you and frankly, I’m not ready to be away from you yet.”

  Like I would let him leave all on his own, especially after last night . . .

  “Give me ten minutes to shower and get ready.” I slide off the bed. Not shy about my naked body in broad daylight.

  Standing close to each other, Drake kisses my forehead. “Just put some clothes on. We can shower at my place.”

  “Fine, as long as you promise to make me lunch.” I love it when he’s all sweet. He makes me feel beautiful just being this way.

  “Deal. Now get a move on,” he says before he playfully smacks my ass loudly, shooing me away to change.